Tell me where the swans go in the winter<br />I need to know if the mute ones can sing.<br /><br />Tell me why stars fall from the sky<br />I need to know if it is luck they bring.<br /><br />Tell me why feathers land near you<br />I need to know if you've injured your wing.<br /><br />Now, tell me where you end, my angel<br />For I no longer know where I begin.